Pick up a ghost king boyfriend

Yan Yu quarreled with Fang Chuhan for a long time, looked up and saw Philip and his wife who were going downstairs.His face immediately returned to the state of ice.

"Mr. Yan, if I remember correctly, you should have fallen into a coma five years ago." Philip stretched out his hand and welcomed him again, "Thank you for the miraculous transformation of me so that I can be reunited with my wife."

Yan Yu looked at Philip, re-examining this man for the first time.

As the king of the European cultural and commercial empire, such acumen and information acquisition ability are the allies he really needs.

Yan Yu stretched out his hand, and shook it back.

Philip cleared his throat and said, "You should have experienced some things to appear here. Let me tell you about my situation first, and then you can see if you need to communicate with me."

Mrs. Philip trembled beside her, and Mr. Philip gently hugged her shoulders and began to tell his story.

A year ago, because Emily was pregnant, we moved to a manor in the north of France...

"How is it? The fruits and vegetables here are fresher, will your morning sickness be better?" Philip leaned over to look at his wife Emily's bowl of salad, which was picked by the staff of the manor.

"It's much better, at least I can finish it." Emily drank the juice made from raspberries and blueberries. The sour taste relieved the burning sensation in her stomach. "I'm sorry that I can't accompany you on a business trip this time."

Philip kissed Emily, seeing that she had almost eaten, and put pillows on the sofa: "Do you want some nuts?"

Emily shook her head.

"Book?"

"No, I want to sleep."

"Okay." Philip covered Emily with a wool knitted blanket, and kissed her hand again, "Take care of our little baby, I will call you when I arrive, and I will come back to accompany you in a week."

"Hmm..." Emily responded softly, and gradually fell asleep.

Philip looked at the time on his watch, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the kitchen to cut lemon slices himself and soak them in a honey jar.

"My wife can't drink fruit juice all the time, it will hurt her stomach. If she is not feeling well, you can make water for her with soaked honey and lemon slices." Philip asked the helper standing aside to wait for the cans of honey to be put away.

I couldn't help but began to emphasize Emily's eating habits: "She doesn't like the taste of mutton, so don't give her this. And those spices, you can't add them to the dishes. She likes food with a little sour taste. If If the food is tasteless, just sprinkle a little salt on it."

Seeing the other party's promises one by one and writing them down on the note, Philip felt relieved, picked up his luggage and windbreaker, and got into the car bound for the airport.

"Sir, why don't you take a private plane this time?" The manor housekeeper personally sent Philip to the airport. He is an old servant who has taken care of two generations and watched Philip grow up.Knowing that his wife was pregnant this time, he excitedly invited them to the manor to relax and prepare fresher food for his wife who suffered from morning sickness.

"Last night, I found out that something went wrong, and I was in a hurry to go to the meeting." Philip smiled and said to the other party, "Your suggestion is really good, Emily's appetite has improved a lot."

"It's my honor. I will take good care of my wife while you are away." The creases around the housekeeper's happy eyes were piled up with smiles, and the two chatted casually and cheerfully all the way.

After arriving at the airport, the old manager left with peace of mind.

Philip picked up his luggage and suddenly felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

He checked several documents in his bag and took them all.

The secretary also sent a text message, saying that he had arrived at Edinburgh Airport and would wait for Philip there.

"Everything is going well, why am I like this?" Philip shook his head and called Emily.The voice on the other end of the phone was full of sleepiness, answering in a daze.

"Are you still asleep?" Philip asked in a softer voice.

"Well, honey, are you there?" Came Emily's voice.

"Not yet, go to sleep, I'll call you when I arrive." Philip finally suppressed his uneasiness.

"Okay, I love you." Emily replied.

"I love you too!" Philip hung up the phone, laughed at himself for being suspicious, and began to check in in an orderly manner.

In the first class cabin of the plane, Philip's seat is not the first row this time.

A mother and daughter sat in front, a blond little girl about 1 year old with soft hair tied looking back, her blue eyes staring at him, full of curiosity.

It seemed that he was taking care of the passengers with children. Philip smiled at the little girl, opened the MAC and began to deal with the affairs.

"Uncle...U..." The immature voice rang out, Philip didn't realize he was talking to him, a teddy bear was thrown on the computer keyboard, Philip looked up in surprise, saw the little girl smiling and clapping her hands, repeating Said: "Uncle...U..."

The little girl's mother noticed the anomaly and turned around to apologize to Philip.

Philip smiled: "It's okay, my wife is also pregnant, seeing her, I feel like I have seen my child in the future..."

A violent turbulence from the plane interrupted Philip's words, and the notebook in his hand fell directly to the ground.

The little girl's face hit the back of the chair, and the pain on her forehead caused the little girl to howl immediately. The child's seat belt was wrapped there. The mother immediately untied the child's seat belt and wanted to carry her to the front. Button it again.

Philip was still bending over to pick up his notebook. There was another violent jolt, and the notebook on the ground was thrown into the air. Then out of the corner of his eye, he saw a child fall over.

The child's mother felt her heart beating in her throat, her voice was blocked in her throat, and she couldn't cry out.

Philip reached out to grab the child with one hand, and unfastened his seat belt with the other. His movements were faster than thought, and after only a few seconds of fighting, he finally caught the child's clothes.

It was the little girl just now!

The girl was terrified at the moment, her eyes were closed tightly, tears were streaming all over her face, her mouth was wide open, and she was convulsed from crying.

The plane did not mean to comfort the children, and more severe turbulence occurred with higher frequency.The luggage racks were knocked open and the luggage fell down.

There were exclamations, crying, and prayers in the cabin.

Philip held the baby and hid her in his arms.The luggage kept falling, and there were heavy impacts on his back, which made his internal organs seem to be crushed, and a fishy smell rose from his mouth.

Until all the luggage buried him deep in the ground, the child's mother was ready to unbuckle the seat belt and rush to pick him up.

Only then did I see a hand push open a slit, and the child's cry came out clearly and loudly, "The child is fine!" A conclusion flashed in the child's mother's mind, and the hanging heart and tears finally fell.

The continuous turbulence continued, and Philip endured the pain of being torn apart and pushed the luggage away.Handed the child to her mother.

"Fasten her securely..." Before he finished speaking, the entire cabin was instantly plunged into darkness as the fuselage of the plane rolled over.

The child's mother hugged the child tightly, and immediately put on the seat belt. In the cabin, the voice of the purser sounded, constantly reminding the passengers to fasten their seat belts and put on their oxygen masks...

The darkness magnified everyone's fear, and uncontrollable panic spread to everyone.

Prayer had no effect, and everyone expected the plane to stabilize, but a bigger disaster happened.

The fuselage hit somewhere, and the huge suction stirred the interior of the cabin like a vortex. Exclamations came and went, and were quickly drowned out. There was only noise in the ear drums, and there was no other sound.

"The fuselage is broken!!!" The yelling voice was drowned out by the noise.The child's mother covered her mouth and screamed bitterly, "Who will save that gentleman on the ground!!!"

In the darkness, the orange service lights flickered, but no one paid her any attention.

Philip only felt that he lost the strength to struggle to get up, and a strong air current swept him out.He lost consciousness.

The author says:

This pair of Philip is also a pair that makes me have mixed feelings.So, is it too perfect a life, easy to suffer the jealousy of fate.